Hi Onefineday
A few things struck me when reading your post.
One is that, as someone mentioned on here, you are in touch with your anger and the reasons for it. That's a good first step.
You recognize that you've been treated badly by men so far. That's been your reality, your experience. No one can take that away from you. If I was in your place, I'd probably think the same thing too.
You posted your thoughts, feelings, anger, even though you thought some or all men on here might not like what you had to say. So, to me, that means you are standing up for yourself, and shaking your first stating "I'm not going to take this anymore! I want respect." This too is, in my opinion, a good step.
Even though most women know that all men are not bad, it's been your experience so far that the men you have met are all bad. And no one can judge you on that because that has been the conclusions you came to based on your experiences.
It's like me. I was made to feel stupid and worthless when young because I was told that I was those things. It have been ingrained in me for so long, so hard, so deeply, that I was as convinced beyond a shadow of a doubt that I was the stupidest guy on earth, and that's how I justified all the stupid things I actually did do. To me, saying or thinking "Oh, I did this or that stupid thing because all of "me" is stupid" is a bit like you believing that "Oh all these bad things happened to me because all "men" are bad."
It simply wasn't true in my case. I wasn't stupid. Yes, I did stupid things. Things I am not proud to admit to either. But I was so convinced that I was stupid, reinforced by my stupid behavior and experiences and because people laughed, teased or mocked me or told me I was a dummy, I needed to find "evidence" - lots it - over and over again - to prove to "me" that "me" wasn't stupid.
And it hurt like hell for many years, to walk around, smiling, pretending I was happy, carrying what felt like the weight of my own dead body inside. And I can feel your pain in your words.
Me telling you that many men are great guys, is like you telling me back then that I was really smart. I simply would not have believed you. In fact, I would have thought "what does she want from or out me? She is only saying this to use me."
It takes time for us to unlearn and then learn that people are not all bad or all stupid.
And I think you may have had one experience so far. If you really believed men only wanted to hurt you or use you, would you have called the cops, knowing they would have sent bad men to help you? So maybe those cops were interested in your well being.
I remember how I felt about people in general after a while. I hated them all.
It was bad enough to be abused at home, but I was skinny, tiny, and deathly afraid of just about everyone and everything outside of home too.
And later on in life, I realized that trying to heal, trying to standup, felt impossible.
It was like I was in this foxhole, and each time I tried to stand up, someone punched me in the head and I just fell back in my hole, discouraged beyond belief.
If I kept looking for evidence I was bad, stupid, unworthy, I surely would have kept finding it. But I refused to believe that life and people were all bad, and that I was completely worthless and stupid. If I looked hard enough, I would have kept finding bad people and stupid "me". But I chose to prove to myself wrong; that many, if not most, people are good people. I chose to believe that my fellow man and woman were basically good and cared about one another. And I was right.
I hope you reach the same conclusions I did someday.
Thanks for posting.
Johnny